iPower

iPower

we marched towards
downing street holding
a demonstration dressed
for the occasion wearing
mini skirt and four inch
heels
some one shouted
old skool
bras on fire
but these days it’s more
V for Vagina

gemma and me two by two next
to some trotskyists shouting viva
la revolution
united colours of black bloc
sun block tower block
joy ride crash a volvo
cocktails of a high street bar-b-que
viva la vulva i feel
purple and green
pant gasp scream baby scream
V for Vagina

then i get home kick off
me shoes and he’s
spliff in one hand can in the other
his thing out in its veiny
holy trinity vainglory
com’on drew babe be a vampire of jizz
wanna kick he’s head right off
chuck it in the bin
then ‘e says what’s for tea i fancy sausage
and gash
i give him the 5-0 look of babylonia
seasoned with pepper spray
wind ‘im up with a flash of gusset as i tell ‘im
of the vibrator games i 'ave to play 'cos
he ain't up to it
V for Vagina

your turn to cook tea i tell him vexed
he orders pizza
as it’s delivered i pour his lager into
a glass and add some piss (hope he ain’t
reading this) venus
smile as he takes a sip
voodoo prayers without moving
me lips pukka guerrilla
tactics for kachina pseudo-karma
i flick him the V-sign
but not V for Valentine or
V for Victory
girl power
spiced up yer life these days it’s more
V for Vagina